abba dabba def: noun, slang; something small and insignificant
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these are pictures from april 23 – 25
on the 23rd, the snow was about 6 inches past the ledge. then a storm blew up, and you can see the results.
i like the close up of the ice on the left…
but spring is on the way, you can almost see patches of tundra grass, and the snow is blowing off the frozen watery bits.
Tags: ice, winter weather
i wanted to come up with a gross story for the gross challenge…
friday night at the big house (<play me)
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“In or out?”
Marge drummed her fingers impatiently, leaving greasy splotches on the table, but Marlon wouldn’t be rushed. Her tell was so obvious.
The illicit card game at the Big House Spa happens right after visitation… while the sacks are still hot.
If Marlon played his hand right, he might still turn his fast food Mexican into a decent meal.
Typically the game was small fries, but tonight… Al had ponied up big steaks… Everybody was salivating…
Marlon visualized Lady Luck passing the salt;
“I’ll see your chicken nuggets, and raise you a chalupa… Yeah, baby! Super size me!
Title Wave is the name of my favorite indepedent bookstore, in Anchorage, AK. good for hours and hours of cheap entertainment. others do drugs, i do books.
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(play me>)wc143_anima_tidal-wave
I stood in the library, consoling Aunt Lois. Uncle Nemo’s legs jutted from beneath the toppled bookcase.
“Poor Nemo, he always had a distant look, like he was scanning the horizon for giant squid. He was fascinated with the ocean, even though he never left Colorado. It made him a little nutty, to be drydocked by mountains; all he dreamed about was sailing the seven seas. This library was filled with charts and tales of pirates, ships and nautical adventure.
Do you think the coroner might be so kind as to put down the cause of death as Title Wave?”
(^play me)
Howard has incredible luck; so much, you’d think he’s double dipped in it.
Spying twenty dollars on the ground, Howard stooped to pick it up; his hand was crushed by the scuffed leather shoe of Brad Pitt.
Mind if I take that? I have a family to support.
When he was stranded on the highway, Prof. Ado Bayero, king of the Nigerian scams, stopped to help. Howard got arrested as an accomplice when Vice pulled up.
Don’t even ask about his dates.
Is Howard’s luck changing? Today he found a four-leaf clover; there were no falling anvils to been seen…
this one was a winner! i’d like to think it was my writing, but really i think it was the keeme brown as jose, and arri gaffer as bruto. see if you can tell who is who.
(^play me!)
Hey man, can joo help me? I need a thumpin…
A thumping? Are you sure?
Si! A thumpin! I wanna… Ai ai ai! What was dat for? Why joo hit me?
You said you wanted a thumping. I grew up with 3 older brothers, so I’m always glad to administer a well placed thump, ’sides, you practically begged me for it.
Joo is crazy. I need a THUM-PIN! Joo know, de pointy ting to stick up notícias! So I can sell a guitarra.
Ah! What you want is a thumbtack Sorry José. Just take one from these flyers over here.
disclaimer disclaimer disclaimer – pass the soap
ok, i cursed a little in this one… it was in character, you see…
the redneck divorce (<play me)
Get out, you piece of shit.
Out the door flew the flannel shirts and Levis, the greasy ball caps and cowboy boots
The Skynard cd’s, the Marlboro jean jacket.
I never want to see your skinny white ass here again
And I’m calling a lawyer.
Hope you’re happy with that bowling alley bimbo and her double D’s. You two deserve each other.
Guess I better find a new place to live…
And after I put so much work into our double wide.
How’s a hurricane and a redneck divorce similar?
Any way you look at it, someone’s losing a trailer.
kids can be so cruel….
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the birthday party (<play me)
Mr Rex, please come pick up Tyra…
Tyra hadn’t meant to bite Edmon’s head off….
“You’ve ruined my birthday party”, whinged Maia.
Even Telma, the exchange from Romanian looked appalled.
It wasn’t her fault. She didn’t want to play that stupid game anyway;
she was too tall and ungainly…
Maia had gone on and on about how much fun it would be… so easy to play…
Left foot yellow….
Right foot blue….
Right. Hand. Red.
They all laughed and laughed when she tipped over, reaching with all her might…
“If only the Cretaceous period would end”, Tyra mumbled to herself.
half the year i live in a work camp. it is mostly comfortable, and considering some of the housing options at work, i have deluxe digs.
and they feed us pretty good here, if you like steaks on tuesday, prime rib on thursday, and fried stuff all the time. to make things more *festive*, someone on the kitchenstaff makes these wonderful ice sculptures for the holiday meals.
they also have parked them by the front door to camp, after the festivities are over. there is a cornucopia from thanksgiving, these delightful hearts from valentines, and even a heisman trophy from superbowl. yes, apparently that is another holiday that warrants a fancy meal and near beer for the party.
Tags: Add new tag, ice
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